Dec 14, 2011
Notes
Notes
It is some kind of bliss to be sleeping lightly as the warm light hits your face, and the morning breeze sends your curtains flapping, surrounding you with morning goodness. I get a perfect view of the bluish white sky from my bed — it’s as if I’m lying in the middle of a field with my head at the perfect tilted angle. The lawn mowers downstairs generate a comforting buzz. I continue to lie in awe of the beauty of the morning as I rest contentedly in the middle of my thick sheets, enjoying the remnants of the night’s beautiful dream.
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